That One Summer

Chapter 28

Chapter 28

 

 

Kailah’s POV

I've managed to avoid Ian for two days. I can say that I'm proud of my stealth skills so far but I'm so tired already, of hiding, of running away, and of hearing Kim and Garet scolding me about my stupid actions. Yeah, I'm tired but I'm angrier, really, at myself, for being such a coward and for being the one to put the pained and sad expression on Ian's face. 

I'm the worst. Ugh! It's his entire fault, anyway. If he didn’t go around making me feel and realize these—these feelings!

I grumbled to myself.

It’s ironic how I didn’t want him to get mad at me but I go around avoiding him, knowing that he’d eventually despise me for what I’m doing. Now, I’m regretting not listening to Kim whenever she lectured me about boys. How do I deal with this? Honestly, I’m hurting too.

I know, I know. Why don’t I just confide in Kim then, right? I know it’s stupid but, knowing Kim, she’ll definitely talk me into telling Ian so no, I’m not going to talk to her about this. Because what if by telling him, we’ll now be awkward around each other. Well, unless he also feels the same way I feel about him, which is likely not possible. The boys who liked me before would always make a pass at me or hit on me. And as far as I’ve been with Ian, let’s just say I’m having an unrequited love here—I-I mean a-an unrequited ‘like’! Yes, that’s it.

I don’t want our friendship to be jeopardized because everything became awkward between us because of these stupid feelings I have for him. We don’t know, maybe this is just a tiny infatuation and it’ll pass. I would’ve lost a great friendship with a great guy because I ruined it by telling him that I like him.

Because I don’t want to lose him. There, I said it.

I don’t want to lose him.

“All this depressing thoughts are making me hungry.”, I muttered as I went out my room but not before checking if the coast was clear—of, you know who. I let out a sigh of relief.

I was about to ‘pull’ open the doors of the cafeteria (Yes, I remembered. How could I not.) , I stopped when I heard someone call my name.

When I thought this day would again be an Ian-free day—Oh boy was I wrong.

I hesitated, but I turned around and came face to face with the boy who kept on invading my mind, holding a basketball. Yeah, he was like a serious case of LSS, well he’s not a song, I know but, yeah you get the point.

“Kalah.”, he spoke. He sounded so broken. Damn you, Kailah. Don’t go around making young men cry. Hahah—

“Kailah”, he spoke up again, cutting my thoughts off and I was surprised when I noticed how close he was now. Like really close, like I can smell his minty breath kind of close. SHIT! I cursed inwardly. My heart rate, as if it wasn’t used to how fast this guy would make it thump, pounded like it wanted to break free.